Reflection

December 17, 2008
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I am not sure
That who I see is me
That she is who I desire to be
She is a fake, a phony
A liar, a fraud, who,
Lets others decide her.

I see
Eyes, too dark
Hair, too curly
Skin, too light
Lips, too small
Hands, too big
Poke, pluck, primp, prod:
Still not good enough.

I am not sure
That I adore her.
That I believe in her.
That I want to believe in her
When no one else does.

I see
What I love to hate
What he loves to hate
What he tells me is not good enough,
Good enough for him,
Good enough for anyone.





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